Henning's Favourite Songtext
von Johnny Foreigner
Henning's Favourite Songtext
You look worse in the afternoon
When the light fades into yr skin
You spend too much time indoors
Shouting "Fake!" at the walls
I thought, I thought that wars were fought! (Though that wars were fought for this)
I guess, I guess, I guess we lost! (I guess we lost)
At least you know where you stand
So you raise yr middle finger to the garage rock
Like zombies are crawling out over the top
How yr girlfriend is convinced, but you are not
Until the garage rock assimilates!
You raise yr middle finger to the garage rock
Like zombies are crawling out over the top
Whole worlds are destroyed, and hope is lost
Until the garage rock assimilates!
I see the girls at yr shows
They wear their battles in their hair
You spend too much time indoors
Shouting "Fake!" at the walls
I thought, I thought that wars were fought! (Thought that wars were fought for this)
I guess, I guess, I guess we lost! (I guess we lost)
At least you know where you stand
So you raise yr middle finger to the garage rock
Like zombies are crawling out over the top
How yr girlfriend is convinced, but you are not
Until the garage rock assimilates!
You raise yr middle finger to the garage rock
Like zombies are crawling out over the top
Whole worlds are destroyed, but yours is not!
Until the garage rock assimilates!
Yeh, I raise my middle finger to the garage rock
And the zombies are coming
Wave upon wave of inelegant slaves
Inadequate vampires with sharp teeth, sharp shoes
And we′re slayin'!
Good nights out, a numbers game
Stumble around like the 99th clone of myself
I′m a wreck and yr girlfriend's no help!
When the light fades into yr skin
You spend too much time indoors
Shouting "Fake!" at the walls
I thought, I thought that wars were fought! (Though that wars were fought for this)
I guess, I guess, I guess we lost! (I guess we lost)
At least you know where you stand
So you raise yr middle finger to the garage rock
Like zombies are crawling out over the top
How yr girlfriend is convinced, but you are not
Until the garage rock assimilates!
You raise yr middle finger to the garage rock
Like zombies are crawling out over the top
Whole worlds are destroyed, and hope is lost
Until the garage rock assimilates!
I see the girls at yr shows
They wear their battles in their hair
You spend too much time indoors
Shouting "Fake!" at the walls
I thought, I thought that wars were fought! (Thought that wars were fought for this)
I guess, I guess, I guess we lost! (I guess we lost)
At least you know where you stand
So you raise yr middle finger to the garage rock
Like zombies are crawling out over the top
How yr girlfriend is convinced, but you are not
Until the garage rock assimilates!
You raise yr middle finger to the garage rock
Like zombies are crawling out over the top
Whole worlds are destroyed, but yours is not!
Until the garage rock assimilates!
Yeh, I raise my middle finger to the garage rock
And the zombies are coming
Wave upon wave of inelegant slaves
Inadequate vampires with sharp teeth, sharp shoes
And we′re slayin'!
Good nights out, a numbers game
Stumble around like the 99th clone of myself
I′m a wreck and yr girlfriend's no help!
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